Judy

I had a dream three months ago where I was standing about three stories high above street level, watching Seattle being nuked, or bombed, and it was in ruins. The last building standing was the space needle. I watched as something, a rocket or plane or something, flew into it and it exploded and was leveled. I didn’t feel fear or remorse over the destruction. It was as if I was excited and eager to get on with the business of saving souls and going to be with Jesus.